SCAPEGOAT

I think that much of the time I have been living in a bubble with a false sense of security. I believe that there is good in all of us. I believe that the people around me are kind, honest, considerate, loving. Every once in a while, the bubble burst and I get a rude jolt back to reality. I see again the ugliness of reality, that not all are kind, not all are charitable. Maybe I have been deluding myself all this while.

I felt the sting of betrayal yesterday. I don’t even want to write about it. In brief, I was made the scapegoat for something that I had no part in. Frankly, it hurt. Not because my reputation was tarnished but more so because the sting came from one I considered a friend.

Jesus must have felt that way, a long time ago, when he was betrayed with a kiss by one he called a friend, into the hands of his enemies. It must have hurt then. His “bubble” would have burst too.

It’s not mentioned in the Bible, but you know what, I reckon that Jesus forgave his betrayer. It’s part of his make up. He wouldn’t be who he is if he didn’t.

Yeah, it hurts. But I choose to forgive and move on. It’s the way to go if I am to follow in my Father’s footsteps. Despite it all, I still believe that there is good in all of us.